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In the spring of 1948, he won his first medal for a ski exhibition and, since then, has accumulated some forty such awards. He's currently senior men's jumping champion of Florida. "A funny thing happened to me one day on the way to the ski jump," Tom says. He was skiing to a particularly calm part of the lake to practice. Tom, a little near-sighted, approached the jump skidding briskly but — just as he got to the jump — he saw an alligator on the ramp. "It was a ten-footer and they weigh about four hundred pounds," Tom says. "Down here, they tell you no alligator ever attacked a man, but I hadn't been told that yet and I was plenty scared." Tom aimed with one foot and, luckily, it was a bull's-eye kick — the alligator was tumbled into the lake and everything was okay. Neither alligators nor cracked ribs nor the passage of time have abated Tom's enthusiasm for water skiing. He has even opened a school of his own, where he teaches six afternoons a week and all day Sunday. And, as if this weren't enough, Tom is over at Cypress Gardens appearing in their water shows. "They have four shows a day," he says. "I try to make two or three." Tom's days may sound strenuous, but he doesn't see it that way. "I work seven days a week, but I enjoy every minute of it," he says. "Everything I do here, I enjoy." Actually, Tom gets up a little earlier in Florida than he once did in Chicago. It's a 7 A.M. bugle in Winter Haven. The morning paper's waiting for him on the porch, along with a quart of orange juice (he drinks a gallon a day). Anyway, by eight, Tom is at the studio and the show goes on at ten, Central Time. In addition to the five morning shows, Tom does the Saturday-night quiz program, True Or False . . . runs his ski school . . . owns some orange trees . . . and has a part interest in the local radio station. All the above items come under the heading of "making money" and therefore are called "work." For recreation, Tom eats Willie Lou's Southern fried chicken, plays gin rummy, and goes for moonlight motorboat rides on the lake. But usually, when Tom invites W.L. for a ride around the lake, he's talking about skiing. He taught W.L. to ski. " 'Course we had to teach her to swim first," Tom adds. He was amazed at her courage, for most adults who can't swim have a deep fear of water. "I remember one time when she was just learning to dog-paddle," Tom says, "and we were riding around in a boat, me and W.L. and a friend." It was the spot where Tom had jousted with the alligator and he was reminiscing, and then W.L. asked how deep it was there. "Why don't you jump in and find out?" Tom teased. With that, his wife dived over the side and began her splashy dog-paddle. "I was scared sick," Tom says. "That part of the lake was considered bottomless, let alone plagued with alligators." Instantly, he and his friend dove in after W.L. They pulled her out — much to her chagrin. She wasn't frightened and couldn't understand why they should be. "And she'd been swimming only a few days!" W.L. has proven herself more than once in situations which are a little unusual for a woman — a modern woman anyway. "Every once in a while, we go out on a wild-pig or turkey hunt," Tom says. "The turkeys are fine eating." The wild turkeys are very shy and require great patience. "W.L. enjoys turkey hunts. The way we do it is to find ourselves a likely glen and then each takes a post about a hundred yards from the others. Then we just sit there with a shotgun and wait, as quiet as a bump on a log." One day, W.L. had been sitting alone like that for nearly three hours when into the small clearing walked a fullgrown bear. The bear looked at Willie Lou and Willie Lou looked back at the bear. Willie Lou couldn't figure out what the bear had on his mind, so she decided she'd better do something. Instead of turning and running, she walked right up to the bear and yelled. The bear turned tail and ran. Tom, who heard the noise, came running and W.L. told him what had happened. "You scared him off by yelling?" Tom asked. "Yes." Tom, a lot more shaken than W.L., asked, "What in the world did you say?" "Boo," she said. "I just told him 'boo.' " W.L., with her shotgun and "boo," isn't a frequent hunter. As often as not, Tom goes out with Tom, Junior. Tom, Jr., only fifteen years old, is also only six-feetthree and weighs only two hundred pounds. He's very athletic — like Senior — and is a four-letter man. During the winter, he is at Shattuck Military Academy in Minneapolis. But, during the summer and vacations, he works for his dad as an instructor in the water-ski school. Junior would like nothing better than to have a career in radio himself some day, with the emphasis on sport reporting. "He's a great kid," Tom says, "one of the best." Tom's main interest in life is looking out for his family and making their lives happy ones. He is always quick to praise his wife and son and Florida. But they, in turn, think the world of Tom, too, and so do his neighbors. Tom earned the gold Banker's Cup, the highest award the community gives to one of its citizens each year for outstanding service to the city. And then Tom was made an admiral in the cabinet of the Governor of Florida. "They made me a five-star admiral in the Florida navy," Tom says, "and even gave me a battleship with a full crew." The battleship was a canoe manned by two bathing beauties. The natives of Florida have even decided that Tom Moore was born in Illinois purely by error. He's no damyankee, they insist. He's really a Confederate, a Rebel, a true Florida Cracker. "I'm a lucky man. That's what I am," Tom says. "I'm lucky to live where I want." But natives of Florida figure they're pretty lucky to have Tom.